Strike Back

Prologue Chance Encounter

It was a bright summer day out at the orphanage. Mrs. Pompa had just finished cleaning the rooms when she heard him walk in. "Houja! Houja!" He stopped and noticed Pompa staring at him. "Liz...Have you seen that damn brat?" She looked at him as if he was a fool and started laughing.

"Stone he's been doing this for the past 6 years since he's been here. He's gone." Stone sighed and walked into the kitchen pulled out a beer and sat at the table.
"That brat is nothing but trouble." He muttered drinking his beer.
Indeed Houja was getting into trouble.....
"YAHOO!!" Houja cried as he hopped from tree branch to tree branch as a farmer chased him.
"Get back here you brat!" He yelled. The brown haired green eyed boy laughed and continued jumping through the forest enjoying himself.
Elsewhere,... He was never permitted outside the Palace of Gods. But he left anyway Avinash had forbid him from leaving but rarely did Verda listen to him. To those who saw him he looked human. But in truth he wasn't. He was silent and disappeared like a shadow, rarely being seen. As Verda walked toward the center of town he heard noises of cats screaming, men yelling, and a boy laughing until that sound grew louder towards him. The brown haired boy landed in front of him and froze. His eyes grew wide with fear as he stared at Verda.'Can he see me?' He must've been crazy no mortal human...No human who recognizes them could see their true form. Verda knew very few humans actually knew about him, but the child stared at him like as though hell itself stood in front of him.
"You're...you're....A GHOST!!!!" And before Verda could comprehend what happened the boy dashed off as men ran after him. 'Thats impossible. He saw me?!' Verda looked around only to see the town unfazed. He heard rumors and whispers of the people calling the boy the Orphanage's Troublemaker. Verda looked at a sign that read "Pompa's Home Orphanage." He stood confused or dazed until he started walking out of the city into the country path that led to the forest.
Houja was completely terrified he ran into town trying to escape his hunters, but he ended up staring death in the face. The thing he saw had a cow like head...but it was just the skull, and it's black eyes showed only red pupils that shot straight through his soul. The Bringer of Death was all Houja could thing that man was. However, he decided to through those thoughts aside as he reached his home..His only home the orphanage. He couldn't remember a time before that place. But he knew he shouldn't be there. Troubled by his thoughts he tried remembering his parents only to come up with a headache.
"HOUJA!!!" He heard someone shout. It was Stone so he figured they found out that he stole a couple apples...again, but then he heard Pompa's voice calling for him. 'That's odd'. He thought.'She's never yelling for me.' Houja reached the end of the woods to the small open field that was Pompa's Home Orphanage. The house was brown with a blue roof and a porch out front, and judging by the sound of her voice Pompa was at the porch out front. When Houja slowly crept towards the front porch he felt s chill down his spine before he realized Pompa was talking with the reaper. He tried to sneak away before they knew he was there.
"Oh Houja your back. This is Mr. Verda starting today you'll be his adopted son."